Chapter 16 The Hunter’s Creed

(Zuri’s POV)

The rain had stopped hours ago, but the ground still steamed where the headlights hit it.

Mud. Smoke. Steel.

The smell of gasoline sat thick in the air, clinging to my throat.

Marco stood there like he owned the world. Same black coat, same calm smile he wore the night I ran. His men ...

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